I try to listen to albums, but eventually, in many cases, it tends to devolve down to a song or two that get rated and added to a playlist. Life is too short to listen to filler tracks. Albums survive by their merits. Sometimes it's just a song. I'm not especially interested in the back catalogue of Coolio, but this boy got some moves when it comes to Gangsta Paradise.
There's nothing wrong with sharing music, that's how it gets about, we all taped off the radio and made and shared mixtapes as kids. Everyone of my era was a ninja of the play-record-pause buttons. I could silence Bruno Brookes with my mental telepathy. But that's a very different thing to habitually taking stuff for free simply because you can.